Amei thought for a while and smiled: "Since Mrs. Guan said this, my maid remembered that there is really something missing in this kitchen."
"Oh, what is it?"
Guan Ji's eyes showed concern.
"That's the peach branch. Drinking peach soup on New Year's Day can suppress evil spirits and control hundreds of ghosts. I forgot about it yesterday. I thought I would pick some peach branches back later. If Mrs. Guan can help, that's it.
It’s the best.”
"It's convenient, then I'll go pick peach branches."
Guan Ji's face showed joy, and she immediately turned around and went out.
Amei watched Guan Ji's figure disappear into the blurry morning light, and couldn't help showing a smile on her face. After thinking about it, she bent down and picked up the washed peach branches in the basket and stuffed them behind the firewood.
Feng Yong woke up from his sleep and felt his mouth was dry.
Everything about this fire pit is good, except that the body loses water easily.
It was already dark outside, but it was still dark inside the room, and only the outline of the screen in front of the kang could be seen.
It really takes courage to get up from the warm kang in winter. Feng Yong turned over, closed his eyes again, and shouted: "Amei, amei..."
I feel that my throat is dry and my voice is a little hoarse. This is because I have lost too much water in my body after sleeping for a night.
I heard the door creak open, and then I heard footsteps walking in.
"Bring me some water, I'm so thirsty."
The visitor did not speak, but just lit the lamps in the room, and then heard the sound of pouring water from outside the screen. After a while, a hand held a bowl of water and handed it over.
Feng Yong opened his hazy eyes, took the bowl and drank a gulp of water. After he drank it, he realized that the water was ice cold.
At that moment, I was aroused by the cold water. I felt that my throat was finally moisturized a lot, and my voice returned to normal: "Why is this water ice?"
The people outside seemed startled and whispered: "I'm sorry..."
Feng Tubiao, who had just woken up, was not completely conscious yet. He shook his head and felt that his brain was still a little drowsy and he was about to fall asleep at any time.
"Oh, I really don't want to get up in this winter. How great would it be if I could lie in a quilt like this all day long? Bring my clothes."
Feng Yong muttered something and gave another order.
The clothes were quickly handed over again.
Feng Tubiao took it and felt that the clothes in his hands were not warm at all. They had not been heated like before. At that moment, he felt that Amei was a little weird today.
"You girl, what's going on today? The water I gave you was ice cold, and the clothes I gave you were cold. You didn't sleep well last night and you got dizzy this morning?"
Feng Yong said nonchalantly, "You have met a master who is as talkative as me. If you make such a mistake in someone else's house, are you afraid that you won't be slapped?"
Although he said this, Feng Yong didn't mean much to blame.
Amei, this girl, rarely makes mistakes on weekdays. She studies hard these days, and Feng Yong can't bear to blame her if she occasionally makes mistakes.
As he spoke, he put the clothes under the quilt and covered them with him. After a while, he lay down in the quilt and squirmed to put them on.
Then he took a deep breath, lifted the quilt, and yelled, "Forcibly wipe it away to ashes!"
Then he stood up.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he crossed the screen and saw the people outside, Feng Tibi was so frightened that he immediately bent down and clamped the "forcibly masturbated to ashes" thing - when a man with good kidneys gets up in the morning, certain parts of his body will...
It's always out of your control.
"S... Sanniang, why are you here? Where is that girl Amei?"
Feng Tubao bent over and asked stammeringly.
"Today is New Year's Day. Amei is busy preparing New Year's Day food in the kitchen. She doesn't have time to come over to serve my brother who got up early, so my little sister does it for him."
Under the dim light, Guan Ji's face was red and her eyes flickered away, not daring to look at Feng Yong.
"Then thank you Sanniang."
On normal days, Feng Tubao would have been extremely happy to have Guan Ji like this. But now, he doesn't dare to let Guan Ji see him in this situation.
He looked sad and asked, "Why didn't Sanniang say anything just now? It made me think you were Amei."
"This matter of carrying water and handing clothes is just a simple task for my little sister. Why should my brother care?"
Guan Ji said this, but her face became increasingly red.
"Then I wonder if Sanniang has anything else?"
Guan Ji heard that Feng Tubiao wanted to drive people away, and she couldn't help but be shocked. Then she felt ashamed and angry. She had already reached this point, and she never thought that this guy was so ignorant of his style.
"No, little sister is going out first."
Just like a hot fire was poured down by ice water, Guan Ji's heart became cold, and her face involuntarily returned to the cold look it used to have in front of outsiders. She tried hard to maintain a calm tone and tried not to let Feng Yong hear it.
The tremor in her voice.
After all, Feng Tubao was also a person who had wallowed in lust. How could he not know that he had said the wrong thing in a moment of anxiety?
He quickly made up for it: "It would be best if Sanniang is fine. Can you do me one more favor? Bring me some water. Remember to ask for warm water."
When Guan Ji heard this, her face finally lost its tension again, and she spat, "Where can I find such free time? You can ask Amei to serve you later."
After saying that, he ran away as if running away.
"Hey, Sanniang, don't worry, how about you help me this time?"
Feng Tubiao pretended to shout from behind, but it made Guan Ji escape faster.
After Guan Ji disappeared, Feng Ji let out a sigh of relief, patted the little brother a few times, and when he couldn't hold it down anymore, he sighed again.
At the same time, I was secretly wondering, Guan Ji has been getting more and more weird these days, and I don’t know what’s going on?
But Guan Ji ran out of Feng Yong's room, found a secluded corner, held her chest and gasped for air.
After I felt calmer, I felt a little worried again.
Thinking that my aunt only said that all men in the world like gentle and lovable women, but she didn't mention how to be gentle and lovable, and she didn't know how to do it.
Nowadays, among the ladies in Jincheng, there is a rumor that the fourth lady of the Xixiang Hou Mansion, the queen's little sister, has been named Zhang Xingyi - that is to say, she is ready to get married.
She knew that before her brother came to Hanzhong, if the wife of the Zhang family had not made up her mind in the end, the queen would have asked Siniang to get engaged to her brother.
Before Sanniang entered the palace, she could be regarded as his good sister. Of course, he knew clearly that this empress of Han Dynasty was more outstanding than most men in the world, and her character was even more tenacious.
A few days ago, another edict came from the palace, allowing my brother to concurrently serve as the supervisor of Hanzhong Metallurgical Industry.
The aunt also mentioned this matter in her letter, saying that this was the Queen's intention to win over her brother.
Therefore, I am afraid that the queen has never given up her intention of marrying Si Niang to her elder brother, otherwise my aunt would not have made herself gentler and more agreeable, and would have even gone so far as to cater to her elder brother.
well!
Guan Ji sighed and scratched her head. I don't know if what she just did was considered gentle and lovely. She just felt so embarrassed...
I hope I don't want to be looked down upon by my brother.
"New Year's Day? Do you want to eat these things?"
After Feng Yong washed up and exercised as usual, he sat in the big room and watched Amei serve breakfast. He pointed at the onions, garlic, leeks, brassicas, and coriander on the plate.